Chapter 68: Breaking Connection with the Gods (I)
Just after finishing talking to Jiang Qingqing about the ventilator, Lu Jianan called several times in succession.
Fu Zhengnan threw his phone on the dining table and turned on the speaker.
"What's up?"
Lu Jianan's tone was filled with panic, "Bai Jing... I don't know if he can leave the operating room."
Fu Zhengnan walked to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water.
Added a lot of ice cubes.
Hearing Lu Jianan's words, a trace of thought flashed across his eyes, but he remained calm and said, "Is he so weak?"
Lu Jianan was completely speechless.
Who is harder to kill than you?
Bai Jing is a serious businessman. At most, he would go to the gym to exercise and learn some self-defense skills.
Do you think I can load the Desert Eagle like you?
Lu Jianan hesitated for a moment and suggested, "Should we ask Smith to come over?"
Smith is the world's most famous brain surgeon. With his help, the success rate of the operation will be increased by at least half, and at least the patient can be saved.
But he doesn't perform surgery on everyone.
He had previously owed Fu Zhengnan a favor in the Middle East.
"It's better to be safe, Big Boss Fu, and spare Xiao Jingzi's life? He is still in Country S. At least let him return to his country and return to his hometown..."
Lu Jianan persuaded.
He is a good citizen and doesn't want to get his hands stained with blood.
Fu Zhengnan casually fiddled with the black and gold bracelet tied around his wrist.
The black jade thread and Jiang Qingqing's golden gourd anklet were woven together, like vines entangled and intertwined with each other.
Jiang Qingqing...
"Save him."
"ah?"
Lu Jianan couldn't quite hear what Fu Zhengnan said and let out an "ah".
Fu Zhengnan put down the water cup in his hand and repeated in a tired voice: "Give Smith's contact information to the Bai family and let them contact him themselves."
Hearing that he finally gave in, Lu Jianan sighed, "Okay, I'll go find my goddess right away."
Maybe I can say a few more words to Bai Wan.
Or maybe he owes someone a favor and wants to ask Bai Wan for dinner later.
Hang up the phone.
Fu Zhengnan stood up and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window. The neon lights outside the window gradually brightened. It seemed that he was returning to Golden Domain International earlier and earlier recently.
Fu Group
Special Assistant Zhang was just about to take some documents for Fu Zhengnan to sign.
But he saw that the lights in the office had already been turned off. He grabbed the cleaning lady beside him and asked, "Where is Mr. Fu?"
The cleaning lady shook her head. "I don't know. The front desk told me that Mr. Fu had left the company. So they asked me to come up and clean up quickly because a business partner is coming early tomorrow morning."
Special Assistant Zhang frowned, picked up his phone and called Fu Zhengnan.
The next second, the phone was picked up.
"If you have anything to say, tell me tomorrow. If it's important, scan the electronic version and send it to me."
Simple and ruthless.
Special Assistant Zhang: “…”
Facts have proven that no matter how early or late the boss leaves work, it is the workers who suffer.
I used to work overtime with my boss until the early morning every day.
He feels uncomfortable!
Nowadays, leaders leave work too early and it’s hard to find anyone when something happens.
He feels bad too!
However, my boss's work efficiency seems to be getting higher and higher. It only took half a day from the time I got off the plane to the time I got back to the office, and I actually finished reviewing all the documents left over from my trip abroad.
We also resolved the issue reported by the police.
Even met with two suppliers.
It's simply inhumanly strong.
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【Daliang】
When Jiang Qingqing rushed to the clinic, it was already dark.
When he reached the door, he quickly jumped off the boat.
"Doctor Zhao, what's the patient's condition now?"
Doctor Zhao had been waiting at the door of the clinic for a long time. When he saw Jiang Qingqing, hope instantly ignited in his heart.
He quickly took the person to the isolation room and explained the situation as he walked: "Your Highness, previous plagues seemed to have caused deaths due to high fever. This is the first time I've seen such a situation as suffocation..."
Jiang Qingqing doesn't know much about medicine, but she roughly knows the problem that needs to be solved most now.
That's lack of oxygen.
"Doctor Zhao, have you ever heard of a ventilator?"
"It seems like they're forcibly injecting oxygen into a suffocating patient, right?"
When I was almost there, I called out to the gods, but it seemed like there was no response.
Jiang Qingqing first informed Doctor Zhao in advance.
Give him a general idea of what he will need later.
Doctor Zhao's eyes lit up as he listened to Jiang Qingqing's description. He said excitedly, "Your Highness! How could there be such a magical object? Where is it? Take me to see it."
They now also use air bags to compress air into the patient.
But the effect is average.
There is a difference between air and pure oxygen.
If there is something like what Jiang Qingqing said that is fully automatic and provides pure oxygen, it might really be able to save lives.
Jiang Qingqing was just about to ask Doctor Zhao to wait a moment.
A video projection appeared on the wall in front of him, and several more ventilators, oxygen tanks, and generators appeared in the room.
Fully furnished.
“Oh my God!”
"What are these? The clothes those people are wearing are white. Are they dead?"
When the patients heard that Jiang Qingqing had rushed to the clinic, they all ran over.
After all, they also want to know whether this disease can be cured.
"Can Dazhuang be saved?"
"The lips are all black. Hey, let's see how His Highness uses these magical items."
Everyone was talking at once.
When she saw the divine object, Jiang Qingqing felt relieved.
She was also afraid that the gods were too busy.
"Thank you."
Jiang Qingqing said in a low voice.
Doctor Zhao asked someone to bring the patient over and performed the operation directly according to the method in the video.
The patient's lips had turned purple at this time, with obvious symptoms of hypoxia. He was drowsy and his consciousness was weak.
Jiang Qingqing also squatted down to help.
"Is it inserted like this? Is it non-invasive? Can I just wear it on my face?"
Doctor Zhao was turning on the machine, repeatedly confirming whether his steps were consistent with those in the video.
Two minutes later, there was a beeping sound when the computer started up.
The ventilator started working.
No one can understand the values displayed above.
But fortunately, the machine has been used correctly, and I think I will see the effect in a few minutes.
"I'll ask the gods what these mean."
Jiang Qingqing stood up and walked out.
It seems we need to speed up our search for gold.
Although the gods said that the gold was worth a lot of money to them, she still felt a little embarrassed.
She didn't think there was an equal exchange between the two of them.
Because the gold was of no importance to the gods, they were indifferent to it. So indifferent that she even thought he was lying about its value, that it was actually worthless.
On the other hand, she had these gifts from God obtained through exchange.
To her, all of them are life-saving things, nothing is superfluous, and even cannot be measured by money.
Jiang Qingqing looked in the direction of the lens.
He asked, "Is the god still here? We've already used the ventilator, but we can't understand the characters on it."
After a long time, there was no response.
It seems like today is always like this.
Either they give things directly, or they disappear after dealing with the matter.
Jiang Qingqing pinched her fingers and asked uncertainly, "Are you...very busy?"
After a few minutes, Jiang Qingqing, who still hadn't heard a reply, muttered with a little thought that was difficult to express:
"Should I go back to my room to eat tonight?"
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